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My love stories: Part Two: Trupti

The first girl who caught my amorous fancies was my neighbour, Trupti Parekh.

I must admit the attraction was all animal. I like dark girls. Trupti was dark. I like women with big bosom and big hips. Trupti had both.

I used to lock myself in my room and furtively look through a closed window at Trupti as she strolled about in her house's compound. We lived in adjacent bungalows you see.

I thought I was very clever that as I secretly ogled at Trupti, she was unaware about it.

How wrong I was!

I was in for a shock when my friend Shivakar slapped me on the back and winked. "Looking at girls on the sly, eh?" he said. My secret was out!

It seams Trupti had noticed my lustful eyes prying on her and told all her friends. One of them had told Shivakar.

But that episode started the liaison, if you can call it that.

Call me boring. Call me a no-good. But nothing 'happened' between me and Trupti.

There were a few close calls but unfortunately there were no hits scored.

One day I found out that her parents had gone out on a social outing. She was all alone in the house! Ahh! "My chance!" I told myself. I braced myself and went up to her house and rang the doorbell.

Trupti opened the door but to my dismay, for a girl who seemed interested, her manner was cold. I used the usual gimmicks. I congratulated her on passing the recent exams and shook her hand. She did so very uninterestedly. I guess that is the reason I did not pull her towards me, hug her and smother her with hot kisses.

Phusssh!

At another occasion there was a social event at my house. Trupti (along with her family) had come too. She made her intentions clear when she gave me hard aggressive stares and frowns. She also touched me whenever she went passed me.

The feminine species in heat, perhaps. But I am a coward. With all the people in the house I did not have the guts to pull her into an empty room and do you-know-what.

Phusssh went another chance!

Another clear indication Trupti gave me was on the day I and my family were leaving town. Her family had invited us all for a farewell dinner.

Trupti banged the dish, spoon, knife and fork when she served me. She splashed some dal and rice on my clothes for good measure.

The disappointed female in heat.

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